As I hover around the stiffened Yoo Sa-cheong while twirling around in my executioner dance, Hong-shin says to me.
âBig Brother, those bastards are slipping away, though.â
âWhat?â
I halt the dance as if forgetting about it completely and turn around. As I do, some of the fleeing scumbags land on their butts, jump back up, and scatter away like a bunch of defeated soldiers.
Meanwhile, Elder Hornless Dragon is giving me a direct stare.
I ask Elder Hornless Dragon, who is faking his composure.
âOld geezer, got something to say?â
Elder Hornless Dragon answers.
âIâm just maintaining a truce as promised.â
White Tiger steps forward and says.
âBig Brother, letâs kill all of them.â
âItâs fine. A truce is a truce. A siege defence is a siege defence. The faces and atmosphere of the retreating men, the faces of the chiefs trying to keep calm. Enjoy it while you can.â
When Elder Hornless Dragon begins to retreat, Mister Su couldnât help but follow. As the de facto fake leader, he says.
âYou, weâll meet again soon.â
I reply with a grin.
âOnly those who come to me first will be treated as a defeated general. Go back and slowly think about it. Will you have a chance to survive once you get back? Think about it.â
After the enemy retreats, I look back at my subordinates.
âTend to the wounded. Itâs late at night, so letâs go inside. Wrap up the siege, and Gun-pyeong, set up the patrols and switch shifts with another official.â
âUnderstood.â
I slap the frozen Yoo Sa-cheong on the face and say.
âYouâll work hard too, slave. The night air is cold. Letâs head inside.â
One of the Black Rabbit Union subordinates approaches and carries Yoo Sa-cheong. I call out to Cha Sung-tae.
âSung-tae.â
âYes.â
I donât really have anything to say, so I just put my arms on Cha Sung-taeâs shoulder and head toward the Black Rabbit Union.
âLetâs go.â
I sit on the high seat and down a shot of alcohol. In the meantime, the officials roam freely around the hall. I let the wounded get treated, the sleepy ones sleep, and the hungry ones eat.
Watching the busy officials bustling around, Yoo Sa-cheong wordlessly sits beside me in captivity.
After a while, the generals and officials return and fill their seats.
Everyone is curious as to who Yoo Sa-cheong is.
Having to wash the blood off his face and body and appearing last, Dokgo Saeng smacks Yoo Sa-cheong in the head while passing by and sits next to him.
âIs everyone here?â
So Gun-pyeong replies to my question.
âChief Oh had some injuries, so he went to bed first.â
Putting down his glass as if his temper is wearing thin, Dokgo Saeng suddenly slaps Yoo Sa-cheong again. With that slap, Yoo Sa-cheong turns.
I look at the Twelve Generals.
âDid any of the generals get hurt?â
âNone.â
âWeâre all right.â
Cha Sung-tae also reports his condition.
âIâm fine, too.â
I nod my head.
âYou should be.â
So Gun-pyeong asks about the grander strategy.
âWhat should we do about Elder Hornless Dragon and Mister Su?â
âPatience. They are suffering greater loss compared to us. They will feel uncomfortable sleeping, eating, and going to the bathroom for the next two days. Fear and anxiety will arrive after provocation, confusion, and defeat. Theyâll hold out since theyâre hard-headed, but their men will be shaken. And then theyâll grow weaker than before.â
Surprisingly, White Rooster utters.
âYour dance was lovely, Big Brother. I should have done the fan dance next to you.â
I grin.
âLetâs do that next time.â
âYeah, sure.â
White Tiger glares at So Gun-pyeong and asks.
âWhat about him, Big Brother?â
âWhat do you brothers think?â
Baek-in brings up Yoo Sa-cheongâs sword technique first.
âThe technique he used is not from Unorthodox Factions.â
âExplain to the others. People like Sung-tae might not be aware.â
White Tiger briefly explains.
âI feel like he had trained his posture intensely before learning the sword technique. Thinking back to when he first started to fight you, his flow was consistent. Heâs not a swordsman who learned a cheap technique.â
âI agree.â
Dokgo Saeng scowls at Yoo Sa-cheong.
âThis punk is from the Orthodox Factions?â
The fierce palm of the solitary high school student hits the cheek of the Korea Advanced Institute of Science and Technology graduate again. When the agency does not open its mouth, Hongshin, who is curious, asks me a question.
âBig Brother, did you also shut his vocal cords?â
âMaybe.â
âShould I undo it?â
âYou canât. And I canât undo it either. Iâve done a lot of jabbing, but I didnât practice much because I was too lazy to undo it. I didnât inject much Qi, so itâll wear off soon.â
Truth is, I didnât memorize the pressure points properly. I just know roughly what effects it has after tapping a spot. I learned how to do it for attacking, so I didnât try to learn how to undo it.
Hong-shin speaks out without much thought.
âSealing the vocal cords can be quite dangerous. He might become a mute if we donât release it soon.â
I answer Red Monkeyâs words after a short pause.
âItâs none of my business.â
âYes, sir.â
I chat with my subordinates without much thought. We share some leftover food from the kitchen and drink together, laughing and giggling to pass the time.
As an hour flies pastâŠ
My men report from outside the main hall.
âLeader, the Green Mount Sect Leader has surrendered his weapons in front of the gate. What shall we do?â
âWhat do you mean? If heâs here, let him in.â
As the officials and generals look at each other with puzzled expressions, the Green Mount Sect Leader enters the hall with two disciples.
Green Mount Sect Leader bows with a fist salute and says.
âHello Leader. Iâm Yang Jae-kyung.â
I nod slightly and reply.
âWelcome, Leader Yang.â
The Green Mount Sect Leader then speaks with an awkward smile.
âI donât know where to startâŠâ
âPlease, feel free to speak.â
âThe Green Mount Sect will never see you as an enemy. We made a mistake due to a lack of information. If possibleâŠâ
The leader is stuttering so much, so I just nod my head.
âLetâs do that.â
âThank you for your generosity.â
When the Sect Leader beckons his disciples, the two disciples put down boxes at my feet and open the cover. Inside the large boxes, gold and silver that occupy half the space each are shining.
I click my tongue and say.
âYou donât have to. Between us, tsk. No, how much is all this? Thatâs amazing. I shouldâve brought some from the Black Hurricane Castle. Isnât this too much, Leader?â
I close the cover with my foot and stand up.
âItâs no good to go overboard on the first meeting. An apology is sufficient. Thatâs how people live. Donât you think so, Leader?â
When I tap him on the shoulder, the startled Green Mount Sect Leader jumps in slight surprise and nods.
âYes, youâre right.â
âSometimes enemies become allies, and allies become enemies in Kangho. If youâre unlucky, you get beaten to death, so donât take it personally.â
âAh, yes. Iâll keep that in mind. We will not answer to Elder Hornless Dragon and Mister Su ever again.â
âThatâs good to hear.â
âThis is just a small gift, but we arrived here a little late to prepare this. Itâs already late at night, so I will take my leave.â
âTake care. You brought all this in the middle of the night. Thank you.â
The Green Mount Sect Leader hurriedly salutes and turns around with his disciples. I call out to him as soon as he steps out of the main hall.
âLeader Yang.â
âOh, yes.â
âLetâs have a meal together next time.â
âAhaha, sure. See you then, Leader.â
When Green Mount Sect Leader leaves, and the main hall door is closed once again, silence falls in the room.
ââŠâŠ.â
Dokgo Saeng, who has been watching all this time, looks at me.
It feels like he has something to say, so I ask.
âWhat?â
Dokgo Saeng replies with a deadpan.
âThatâs fucking hilarious.â
I have no idea what Dokgo Saeng is thinking about, so he might think itâs funny or find the Green Mount Sect Leaderâs action hilarious. But when Dokgo Saeng says that this is funny with a straight face, the generals and officials also burst into laughter.
âHahahahahaâŠâ
I end up laughing too.
âYeah, that was funny.â
While everyone is busy laughing, Yoo Sa-cheong has a grim expression on his face. Naturally, everyoneâs eyes fell on Yoo Sa-cheong.
Dokgo Saeng watches Yoo Sa-cheong.
âWhy arenât you laughing? You canât move your face?â
When Dokgo Saeng raises his hand as if he is going to slap him again, Yoo Sa-cheongâs face trembles.
Dokgo Saeng pretends to put his hand down but then slaps him relentlessly.
Slap!
I donât really care how Dokgo Saeng treats the slave. He has the right to do so since he brought his men here and fought for his life.
With my hand propping up my chin, I think.
âDid the Green Mount Sect Leader come to test the waters?â
My subordinate continues their announcement as if the Green Mount Sect Leader is taking turns with someone.
âLeader, Lady Iron Toad is here.â
I scold my subordinate in a slightly raised voice.
âThe night air is cold. You should let her in without asking me. Hurry, go invite her in.â
With a stiff expression on her face, Lady Iron Toad enters the hall. She looks more troubled than Leader Yang, but her words seem stuck in her throat.
I take the initiative and say.
âLady Iron Toad, I almost didnât manage to say my lines due to the fierce hidden weapon you threw. Youâre really skilled at throwing.â
At last, Lady Iron Toad speaks.
âYes, Leader. I apologize. I meanâŠâ
âPlease go on.â
âMy disciples and I will part from Elder Hornless Dragonâs side and head back to the Yuhwa Valley (抎è±è°·). I will spread the word to those around me to be careful not to interfere with the Black Rabbit Union. I hope you can overlook my mistakes today.â
I nod my head.
âWell, it can happen in fights. Sure. Is the Yuhwa Valley Leader well?â
âYes, he is busy with martial arts training.â
âAs his wife, you must be busy making money instead. Now that we know each other, I hope Yuhwa Valley will not be enemies with me in the future.â
Lady Iron Toad nods.
âAll right.â
âItâs already late, be careful on your way back.â
Hesitating, Lady Iron Toad takes something out and puts it on the table.
âLeader, Iâll gift you the Moonlight Dagger (èŸć ćéŠ) that Iâve cherished since my younger days as a token of my words.â
âEyyy, you donât have to⊠Tsk, Iâll use it well. I have always wanted to carry a dagger with me. This is perfect for self-defence. It looks sharp.â
âAlthough it is short, this is a fine item that can cut through long swords like they are dumplings. Itâs perfect for assassination.â
âKangho people like us have expensive tastes. Iâll use it well. Please send my regards to the Valley Leader.â
âYes, then Iâll be off.â
When Lady Iron Toad leaves, Hong-shin asks curiously.
âIs anyone still coming?â
I look at So Gun-pyeong.
âGo check outside if any of those scumbags are around, send them away with threats or something. I donât want to deal with them. Oh, you can also take all the bribes.â
So Gun-pyeong stands up.
âUnderstood.â
As soon as So Gun-pyeong goes out, I have another glass and slap Yoo Sa-cheong, who is sitting next to me, on the cheek. Being tied to the chair, Yoo Sa-cheong falls over with the slapping sound.
Thudâ !
One of the officials near the end seat rushes up and props the chair back up.
I speak to my men.
âItâs late. Go find an empty room and rest. The servants are not here, so there will be a lot of empty rooms. Iâll consider whether I want to kill him or torture him.â
âAll right.â
My subordinates rise from their seats.
After a while, only Yoo Sa-cheong, myself, and the Moonlight Dagger remain in the spacious hall.
I tap the flashy dagger with my finger and say to myself.
âThe Doctor said I should go easy sometimes, but itâs not easy after trying. Itâs awkward. The guys who came to apologize were awkward. I felt awkward, too.â
Iâve been thinking about Moyong Baekâs request while drinking since a while ago. Itâs not easy to turn over a new leaf and live a different life from my past.
âBut my doctor said that for my own good, so Iâll try. Donât you think so?â
ââŠâŠ.â
âWow, Iâve changed a lot, too. I used to only beat to death, crush, and kill my enemies. Whatâs going on here? What happened to me? Is this what they call âthe night changes fastâ (éäžäčæ)? Or is it the change of fate (æĄç°çą§æ”·)? Did I get both wrong?â
ââŠâŠ.â
I look into Yoo Sa-cheongâs eyes and ask coldly.
âWhatâs with your eyes? Do I look uneducated? You think Iâm stupid?â
ââŠâŠ.â
Yoo Sa-cheongâs mouth wriggles. Are the pressure points wearing off? Sweat is dripping on the bridge of his nose as Yoo Sa-cheong squirms continuously.
Downing a glass, I sigh with a serious look.
âProblem is whether I should spare or kill you.â
I unsheathe the Moonlight Dagger and put it on the table for now.